(AP Photo/The Clarion-Ledger, Ryan Moore)
As you know, I was born and raised here in Louisiana, so by default, I'm a fan of the New Orleans Saints. Now, I don't have any brothers, and my dad is from Germany, where football is a sport that you actually use your feet, so I don't remember American football being a big tradition on Sunday's in my house (though the World Cup always was), but as I grew up and started dating, I realized that football is really friggin important to American guys. Husband is a major Saints fan, and this season I've actually gotten really into the games. Mostly because I actually understand what 1st and 10 means now. The Saints have had a truly beautiful season, but my favorite part? Number 19, Devery Henderson. Devery and I graduated from the same school, he a year after me. A fairly large school (1200 kids, 9-12), in a not so big town (17,000). I remember him vaguely, I think we may have had a class together, but other than that, we weren't friends or anything. I wasn't really interested in high school football (if you saw our record, you wouldn't blame me), but I have to say, it's FANTASTIC seeing a guy from my home town on our state's football team. And not just ON the team, but one of the shining stars. It's not often that I get the swell of pride in where I live, but when the Saints play, it's one of those times. Good luck next week boys, and no matter what, we are all so proud!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Posted by Unlikely Oilfield Wife at 1:39 PM